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Chris Manion

I saw bikers this morning, probably twenty of them riding in close formation down Sandestin Boulevard. I was heading south to Mass when they rolled out of the turn-about heading north. The flash of their colorful jerseys, helmets, and pedaling legs caused my heart to race. As emotions clutched my gut and closed my throat, I lifted my hand off the steering wheel in greeting. The lead biker in the peloton waved back as they rode past. My father loved… Read More »

The front page today tells the story of two lives ended when their Piper aircraft failed somehow and ended their Valentine’s weekend in the Gulf of Mexico, in the arms of God. I did not know either person who died. I did marvel at the full lives they lived according to those who knew and loved them. Isn’t that what we all want? To live a full life, to be loved and to love, to work through the pains, sorrows,… Read More »

The water on the bay lay like an expansive mirror in the dawn’s early light, reflecting the deep blues and faint rose colors from the clouds above. Another beautiful day in paradise. I took a deep breath and allowed the peaceful scene to soothe my soul. The quiet visual delight of duck wakes and herons flying by with their long, elegant wings never ceases to delight me, stirring an inner awe at God’s creative powers. Pop! Pop! A loud couple… Read More »